It April, the sun wasn’t out
People were working and when they got out, they heard
It was unfortunate and it was unplanned
Too simple to misunderstand
She put signs up in the windows that we passed
I’m sure you shot first, but how did it feel to shoot
second
Tragedies converged and deaths did collide on that night
Cops all around your house surrounded by mounds of
reminders that you threw out the window
Jumping the gun they refused and ignored to your door
with the authority to do so
Oh Cheri, oh Cheri no more
I got a tiny little knock on my door
Except when you opened that door you had a ??? and no
where to go
You were confused with all the things that you hated
They said you needed (to be) medicated
